Seeing as how all my friends are jumping off a bridge, I might as well jump, too.
I arrive in Vegas at 10 in the morning, Thursday June 2nd. Who knew that there was a 10 am, too? The first thing I plan on accomplishing after dropping off my bags at the Imperial Palace, is to sit at a NL table with a low, capped buy-in. $100 would suit me just fine. The main reason I want to tackle this micro-behemoth right away is because I'd rather not sit in a NL game after I start seriously drinking for the weekend. Things don't always go as planned, so the serious drinking might begin on the plane, all depending on the stink of the person next to me. Heavy stink equals heavy drinking.
So, my question is this: When does everybody else get in? As of right now, my Thursday is wide open. Sit at a NL table with me, because I sure can't play 'em at Canterbury!
Friday is jammed packed with
You're right, we all want it to.
Yeah, I need contact numbers for Vegas, because as of right now, I have none. I'd like to be able to hang out with bloggers before Saturday or without having to randomly run into them, and there's this new hip new invention called a "cell phone" that could really use our help in making it more popular. So, drop me a number/email/love note to: chadhoyne [at] hotmail [dot] com.
Gi' me yo digits, foo'! FITTY CENT HOLLA!